The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

Xi Jin looked very proud. Now he knew what position he held in the heart of this leader.

Yang Zizi didn't take it seriously. He didn't understand at all and didn't want to understand.

Xi Jin sighed. It seemed that he hadn't shown it clearly enough.

It was late at night and the tribesmen were asleep. Suddenly, someone pushed open Xi Jin's house.

The man walked slowly towards Xi Jin, who was sleeping on the table, with a fierce and cruel look.

He suddenly swung a knife with a flashing light and stabbed it into Xi Jin's heart.

Yang Zizi was awakened by the reflection of the knife.

"Who!" In the moonlight, Yang Zizi saw a familiar figure.

When the man heard someone, he immediately fled out of the window.

He saw clearly that it was Xi Ting!

Yang Zizi hurried to Xi Jin to check his injuries.

His heart was bleeding. He said that except for transformation and immortality, they werewolves were no different from humans. A knife was enough to kill them.

"Xi Jin!" Yang Zizi shouted worriedly.

She was in a panic, not knowing what to do.

She wanted to save him, but she didn't know how to save him.

"Don't be sad, don't be upset, otherwise no one will take you to experience the speed of the wind." Xi Jin said with a smile, trying his last bit of strength.

"Don't say it, I will definitely save you!"

Xi Jin smiled, he naturally knew that this sentence was a joke and a self-consolation, how could she, a human, save a dying person.

"I hope you can understand my heart." Xi Jin said.

"I understand, I understand!" Yang Zizi nodded repeatedly, but mistakenly thought that he was talking about his determination to be the leader.

Xi Jin smiled with satisfaction, he finally understood.

Yang Zizi suddenly remembered that Lun Shengshi had told her that her blood was pure and natural and could save people.

No matter what, let's try it first.

Yang Zizi separated her fingers.

"What are you doing?" Xi Jin panicked.

"You saved me, so I certainly can't be ungrateful and stand by and watch you die."

"You..."

Yang Zizi blocked his mouth with her bleeding fingers.

Drop by drop, Yang Zizi's blood entered Xi Jin's body, and Yang Zizi felt the pain of being drained out.

Xi Jin's wound gradually recovered, and the knife was pushed out of his body by the new flesh.

Yang Zizi was exhausted and fainted.

"Yang Zizi!"

When she woke up again, it was already the next day.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Xi Jin's enlarged face.

"What are you doing?" Yang Zizi pushed him away.

"I heard that artificial respiration can save people, I want to try it." Xi Jin looked at Yang Zizi innocently.

"Try your head." Yang Zizi kicked him violently. Now that his campaign was over, he could finally use force.

Xi Jin was kicked far away on purpose to amuse her.

Yang Zizi naturally knew that he was teasing her, so she was so exaggerated.

"Zi Zi, I'm curious, why can your blood save me?"

This made him doubt her identity.

"He said my blood is the purest blood in the world, maybe I am kind-hearted." Yang Zi Zi sat upright and said proudly.

Indeed, when I drank her blood, I had never drunk such sweet and pure blood.

But, doesn't the blood of ordinary people taste bloody? Why is her blood pure and sweet?

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